Emily Giffin Quotes - Page 2

There are no absolutes in relationships. You can't take anything for granted. You can count on absolutely nothing but the unexpected. You only get in trouble when you start thinking that you're some kind of exception to the rule.

Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. It's amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room. A song you didn't even pay attention to at the time, a place that you didn't even know had a particular smell. I wonder what will someday bring back Dex and our few months together. Maybe the sound of Dido's voice. Maybe the scent of the Aveda shampoo I've been using all summer.

I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you're single among a room full of couples.

It's like when someone dies, the initial stages of grief seem to be the worst. But in some ways, it's sadder as time goes by and you consider how much they've missed in your life. In the world.

How different this moment feels, for so many reasons. I tell myself that no two loves are identical - but that I don't have to compare anymore.

The worst is when someone in your past trumps the person in your present, and you think to yourself: if I'd known this, then maybe I wouldn't have let him go.

I try to write about real women, real people - in other words flawed characters. I find flawed characters much more interesting than perfect ones and enjoy the challenge of making readers root for them in spite of their unsympathetic path and destructive choices. Life is about the gray areas. Things are seldom black and white, even when we wish they were and think they should be, and I like exploring this nuanced terrain.

you'd do anything to get a soul mate back, right?… I mean, that's the nature of soul mates.

i want to make it official, i want to make it forever

Hush little baby, Dont you cry, Dont cut your arms, Dont say goodbye. Put down that razor, Put down that light, It maybe hard but, You'll win this fight.

What appeals to you the most is the very thing that will drive you crazy

He who fails to plan, plans to fail.

I don't break up, I trade up

But now I can see that there is redemption and beauty in an accident emanating from love.

But I am learning that perfection isn't what matters. In fact, it's the very thing that can destroy you if you let it.

Things are what they are and there's no point dwelling in the past or wondering what could have been.

No, scratch the word "career." Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck.

In days that follow, I discover that anger is easier to handle than grief.

My head spins as I glance away, refusing to get sucked back into his gaze when so much is at risk.

Things certainly aren't the way you imagine them when you're a kid and dreaming big dreams about what your life as a grown-up will look like.

And like a favorite old movie, sometimes the sameness in a friend is what you like the most about her.

He nods, as if to acknowledge that endings are almost always a little sad, even when there is something to look forward to on the other side.

I write about relationships and I try to create real-life characters.

I love him wholly and unconditionally and without reservation. I love him enough to sacrifice a friendship. I love him enough to accept my own happiness and use it, in turn, to make him happy back.

No matter what the circumstances. I am more like most men in this regard. No second chances. It's not so much about morality, but about my inability to forgive. I'm a champion grudge holder, and I don't think I could change this about myself even if I wanted to.